Come dally in the valley;

absolutely no reason for a tally.

There does exist, abundant life;

it's how we deal with that awful strife.

If we trust in our riches;

our poor souls, full of stitches.

If we stop laboring for the perishable;

we can then put on the imperishable.

Who's got a life centered on entertainment;

then add some amusement, what a bewilderment.

If we'd like to possess real discernment;

we shed vanity, and we escape dark predicament.

That which makes the human race sad;

can certainly make us very, very glad.

We discover the secrets, the mystery of all things;

now the daily news, never more enthralling.

We ask for neither riches nor poverty;

then, and only then we have perfect liberty.

We keep watch over the door of our lips;

with abundant life through life's dark valley, no hardships.